Date: Tue, 11 Aug 2020 22:28:02 +0000 From: S Hardman Subject: THE OFFICE GURL (TG Teen category) THE OFFICE GURL My name is Ericka. If you've read the story A GURL EXCHANGED by the same author you know a tiny bit of my story from somebody else's perspective. I want to tell you my story from mine while hopefully helping you spill some of your hot semen! I'm a sissy and I love cock! There! I said it! I was different than other boys my age. I stole my mom's pantyhose from the trash to wear under my clothes and dabbled with wearing dresses and high heels in secret. The internet is a blessing for sissies like me. I could order dresses, hosiery and heels surreptitiously. I built a healthy collection and eventually starting slipping them into my daily wardrobe. Androgynous is how I would describe my evolving style in the beginning. I really just wanted to be open with my girlishness though. I was bullied a lot but then later those guys realized that their cocks stirred reluctantly when I proudly sashayed my tight sissy bottom. Femboys are the perfect humans. It's been proven. It's science!! We want to be girlish and flaunt how feminine we can be. Real cisgender girls don't want the job anymore. When I was in my early teens I had a lot of odd jobs around the neighborhood like mowing lawns, cleaning garages and throwing papers. I was hired by a man named Jon to mow his lawn. He's the one from the previous story but he didn't tell us that in his description of events. I lived around the block from him and his wife. I hated doing this boys work but I had a terrible crush on him so I kept the job. He was a very handsome older man. He was nice to me and I spent as much time around him as possible. I avoided his wife because I was so jealous of her. As my androgyny developed into more feminine attire I tried to wear the tightest stuff around him. I could tell he was taking notice from the swell in his pants when I'd bend over. I did that a lot to tease him. I didn't make any pretense of liking girls. I was a sissy and never pretended to be anything else. I was simply born this way. Jon never cared and it was obvious that he appreciated my looks. The years passed and I turned into a gorgeous teen angel. That's when I came up with my plot to get his dick in my mouth. I created a setup where there was boy I had a crush on at school and I wanted him to ask me to Prom. Jon was going to help me Prompose to him but it was just a ruse to get to alone with him. I knew his wife was going to be out of town that weekend and I wanted to take her place in every way. I pretended to be absolutely heartbroken when the guy said no and really played up the misery with lots of sadness and tears. He caved pretty quickly and it led to him throwing a private Prom for me at his house. I arrived looking like a teen supermodel and I got him to put his penis in my mouth and take my bottom virginity. We got caught and I thought it would be a topic of trashy neighborhood gossip for years. It wasn't! His wife was too embarrassed so she just divorced him. I thought it was an amazing chance to land my man, be his wife and have his babies. Ok maybe not have babies. Alas he was too shocked to deal with it or me. He sent me away. I was extremely lovesick and he moved on to Petra, his exchange gurl from Russia. It was a little too quickly if you ask me. She had to return home after a year and he of course came sniffing around my gorgeous boipussy again when she was gone but I had moved on, too. Men can't get enough quality sissy pussy! I pulled up my pantyhose and put on my dress and moved on with life that night. I told my femboy friend Rachel what had happened. I was an unemployed sissy, I didn't want to go to school, I was brokenhearted and I didn't know what to do. She said her dad's office always needed administrative help and maybe I could interview. I would have a leg up through their diversity program. I guess they have a sissy quota to meet. The thought of me in a dress and hose playing the sexy secretary role every day sounded like a lot of fun. I interviewed with a lovely mature lady from HR and got the job. It seemed like it would be pretty easy work. I'd be the administrative assistant to a man named David Brown. I'd need to report to work the following Monday. I spent the weekend shopping. I bought a few dresses, new sheer pantyhose and heels. I never wear panties under my hose so I didn't need those. I hoped my bulge would not be too prominent but I didn't really care. I was going to wear something knee-length because I didn't want to get reprimanded for being too slutty on the first day. I was a total slut but no one needed to know that just yet. I reported to a high rise in downtown after navigating traffic in my sensible flats. I never wore flats again after that day. I rode the elevator and got out on the 7th floor. There wasn't anyone that I could see in the many cubicles. I found the right office and introduced myself to an extremely attractive man in his 40s. A lump caught in my throat and my sissy cock twitched involuntarily. I couldn't help it. Obviously I have a type and it is hot older men. Turns out you can sell computer parts from anywhere and most people never turned up at this office. It was one of several satellite offices in the region and David was one of the only people who had to be there. He was very nice and said he was glad someone else would be there every day, too. He had gotten lonely and really just wanted to hire someone to be a sounding board. I was thrilled! We got along famously and as the days turned into weeks I loved being there with him. The work was extremely easy and I quickly started to dress more provocatively. My skirts steadily got a little shorter and heels got higher. The clothes I wore really accentuated my tight ass and sissy knob. I loved showing off my hosed legs and got some non-prescription glasses to make me look even smarter and sexier. They complimented my short sissyboy haircut and perfectly made-up face. I spent a lot time every morning getting ready to go to work. I wanted to turn his head and I loved playing my role. When he was dictating a memo I would let a shoe dangle or let it drop and go without shoes for a bit. He never seemed to mind. I would brush him lightly with a foot or hip. I worked right outside his office in a workspace and sometimes he'd shut the door for a 15 to 30 minutes. I didn't bother him during that time. I knew what he was doing in there though. He was pounding his rod to the image of me he'd secretly taken on his phone. It wasn't really a secret. I had practically posed for it. It was driving me crazy and it was affecting him, too. There was so much sexual tension in the air. He was a married man and I didn't want to interfere with that but it was pretty obvious that she wasn't taking care of his needs. There were no kids involved so that was between him and his wife. Maybe it would be me being injected into the drama that would make him see he needed a femboy trap like me instead. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. One day during our memo sessions which was really just a chance for me to sit in his office and show off I said, "You know, you don't have to take care of yourself if you don't want to. I'd be glad to help. Let me tug it for you! Let me jerk you off baby!" His eyes about popped out of his head at my brazen dirty suggestion. He insisted that he had no idea what I was talking about. I had on an especially tight red dress and white pantyhose that day and it really accentuated my boi penis. I looked so fucking hot!! After his hesitation I frowned and said, "Ok Daddy!" and flounced back to my desk with a bright red lipstick smirk. When he heard me call him daddy he turned bright red. It was so cute! I thought I might need to close myself in an office for a while and cream my hose. There were plenty of empty ones. I worked at my desk for a while and about 20 minutes later an email popped into my inbox. I smiled because I could have almost predicted what it was. David needed to see me and could I come in. The door was closed and I chuckled out loud. I opened it and sissied my way through. The office was dimly lit and I knew how he'd been setting the mood for himself the last few months. I immediately went around his desk and turned his chair towards me and dropped to my hosed knees. He already had it out and I grabbed it! It was impressive! I gripped it firmly and rubbed up and down the length and I ran my manicured nails lightly down the veiny shaft. Then I went to work. I jerked it slowly and then with more passion. I leaned in and gave it a sweet kiss where I was most sensitive. Femboys know the right spots to drive a man crazy. It was one of the most exciting moments of my life. I was about to take it in my mouth but he said that he wasn't ready for that just yet so I just jacked him off. I was very verbal about the size and that sent him over the edge. The look of pleasure on his face was precious. I adored being a teen sissy in control of the happiness of this virile man. He grunted and blew his load. I put my face close and took the all over my cheek and lips. I pushed it all into my mouth and swallowed and said, "Yum! Daddy!" He was speechless. I had learned he could be shy so I rapidly went back to my desk, cleaned up and fixed my make-up. Over the next few weeks the dynamic of our relationship changed. He was very flirtatious and very open. There was nobody in the office so we did a lot of open kissing and touching. Instead of me always stroking him, he liked for me to sit on his office couch and tug myself under my pantyhose. If we did that then it ended up with me making a mess in my nylons and him taking care of himself in front of me. Sometimes he wanted a hose footjob so I became an expert at that. It was so intense! I was really enjoying life after I had started the job in such a depression. I didn't want to start to develop feelings but pantyboys can't help themselves. We feel big feelings and attach ourselves quickly especially if our daddy has a big dick. I came to work every day with a smile on my face and was very meticulous with my appearance. Slutty secretary mixed with suburban wife was the look I was going for. Speaking of his wife which he never did, He called me in on a Thursday and said she'd be visiting her sister that coming weekend and he wanted me there in case we had business to address. I laughed out loud because there would be no business to address. He'd really just be addressing my hot body. It would just our dirty love business. I quickly turned my attention to what I'd wear. He mentioned he had a pool and maybe we'd have a fancy dinner. I had a lot to plan. I wanted him to see what it would be like if I was his ladyboy all the time. I took Friday off and prepared for the weekend. A car arrived at 6:15 to pick me and drove me about 45 minutes into the countryside. My arrival outfit indicated to him that I wanted this to be the best weekend of his life. I had a sheer yellow flowery sheer sundress on with nude hose and strappy heels. My perfume was a little more seductive as well. The car pulled up to a very big secluded home in the trees. Computer parts obviously paid well. I decided right then and there to tear that marriage apart. I wanted to be his sissy trophy wife! He met me in khaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and I could tell he thought I looked luscious. The car left and I dropped to my knees and flopped his dick out right there. I had not had it in my mouth yet and that was about to change. He stopped me though and tucked it away. I was pretty disappointed but he picked me up and carried me inside and set me on a beautiful couch. Then he said, "Ok now you can blow me!" I cooed, "Oh my God yes DADDY! PLEASE!" I freed it again and sucked that thing like it was my lifeline. It was wet and sloppy and I made a bunch of slurping noises! He finished in my mouth and I swallowed it with a satisfying, "mmmmmm!" That night was so much fun. I showed up to dinner in my little black dress and hose and sky high heels. My make-up looked like I was going out to the club to troll for dick but I had all the dick I needed under that table. He was a great cook. I couldn't wait to show him how good a cook I was. After dinner I freshened up because it was time for him to take him in my tight boicunt and truly become his to own. I wanted it so bad! We went to his man cave and made out for hours. There was lots of dirty talk. I excused myself and lubed up and he met me in his bedroom. I was about to take my man's big tool in his marital bed. I knew I had his full attention now. We started slowly but then tore my dress off and bent me over the bed. He ripped down my pantyhose and drove his rod into my sweet boi pussy. I had prepared for it thoroughly and it was heaven for both of us. He got very verbal then and told me this was where he wanted to be forever. I screamed in ecstasy. He pounded my hole for a long time then he blew a load in me and may have gotten me pregnant. I haven't taken a test so I'm not really sure. There were many costume changes throughout the weekend. I wore a baby doll to bed and did a sexy strip tease. I then woke up to him molesting me again in the best way the next morning. That Saturday we went out to the pool. I wore my micro bikini. It's basically some squares of cloth strung together with dental floss. We fucked in the pool and hot tub. I had a 2nd fancy dress for another dinner. I had my dessert under the table. It was spunk. There was so much sex that we took Sunday off. I was sad to leave on that night as I felt I should be the lady of this house. I cried myself to sleep that sad Sunday night. Monday morning was different. I was pretty mad at him and I wanted him to know. He got a lot of cold shoulder and other than work talk I only spoke to him once. I said, "Don't blow this! You've got the perfect sissy girl wanting you all the time. I'm a femboy in the streets and a freak in the sheets! You already know that after this weekend. Listen Daddy! If I lived there with you I would have your fat cock in my mouth all the time. I'd take care of your every need. You better think hard about that!" I stormed out his office and packed up and went home. He texted a lot that night but I ignored them all. When Tuesday rolled around I was horny and was in a more forgiving mood. We still didn't talk a lot though. Mid-morning instead our normal sexy routine he came and started massaging and kissing my neck and started giving me wet tongue kisses right out in the open. It turned very passionate and I sat up on my desk and pushed up my dress and rubbed my boicock with my hosed legs spread wide open. I'm easy I guess. It was different than our normal routine in his office but very welcome. He then pulled me to my feet and turned me around. He forcefully bent me over the desk and he entered me. He then started talking while slowing humping me. He said, "My wife never came home from her sister's house. She and her boyfriend are going to move in together in her hometown." He started pumping more vigorously. I was in shock and right as he finished and blew his seed into me he asked me to marry him. He said, "I want you to be my sissy wife. I want you in our home and I want you in the office, too." I screamed `YES DADDY!!!! I want this more than anything!" When he carried me over the threshold to our bedroom that night in my virgin white wedding lingerie and white pantyhose I became his HOME GURL. I was already his OFFICE GURL! Please donate to this great site. https://donate.nifty.org